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When the maintenance worker finished speaking, he closed the door with his backhand.

His sight never left Chu Yun from beginning to end.

This is his goal today, and the other party has paid tens of millions for this. In the industry, this price can be considered against the sky.

So he didn't allow himself to miss.

"Not yet." Chu Yun remained lying on the sofa and shook his head.

In my hand, I finished the harassing text message sent to my sister-in-law.

He is now notorious, and the Internet is crowdfunding to beat him. Chu Yun was under a lot of mental pressure and was in a bad mood. He wanted to chat with his sister-in-law to soothe his depression.

"I can wait for you." The maintenance worker stood still at the door. Eyes are like torches.

This is the thirty-eighth floor. Except for the door he guards, Chu Yun has no way of escape.

"Drink tea?" Chu Yun put down his phone, sat up and poured tea. "This is the best Pu'er, the boss gave me."

The maintenance worker shook his head: "I'll be thirsty later, I can drink blood."

"Oh." Chu Yun took a sip of hot Pu'er and glanced at the maintenance worker. Asked. "No one saw you come in?"

The maintenance worker still shook his head: "I am a professional."

"It can be seen." Chu Yun nodded. "But this building is full of monitors, and there will always be blind spots in your field of vision. If it is photographed, you will be desperate in the future."

"Remuneration ten million." The maintenance worker said with cold eyes. "Desperate End of the World is enough."

"It seems I'm quite valuable." Chu Yun put down his teacup and lit a cigarette. "Before you do it, can you tell me who your employer is? I'm curious."

"Sorry." The maintenance worker pulled out a sharp dagger. The dagger was dull and dull, but extremely sharp. "There are rules."

"Understanding." Chu Yun took a cigarette, his expression as calm as ever. "After you took the task, you should have done an all-round investigation on me, right?"

"Of course." The maintenance worker took a step towards Chu Yun, walking calmly and full of killing.

"Then you should have some understanding of my methods, right?" Chu Yun played the soot skillfully, his expression indifferent.

"Yes. That's why they hired me with a lot of money." The maintenance worker took a step at a time, vomiting solidly, just waiting for the thunder strike.

"It seems that you are very confident." Chu Yun exhaled a puff of cigarette, squeezing out the cigarette with **** butt.

"Talking can relieve the pressure of facing death, I understand." The maintenance worker was only three steps away from Chu Yun, with only a coffee table in between. "Don't worry, I did it cleanly. Even if there is pain, it will only be a moment."

"Then you are quite professional." Chu Yun smiled, looking calm.

There is only one bite of Pu'er in the cup.

The murky dagger is also pressing harder every step of the way.

"It's okay. I respect my profession very much." The maintenance worker looked fierce and murderous. "So, are you ready?"

"What about you?" Chu Yun asked without warning.

The maintenance worker smiled.

A cruel and contemptuous smile flicked across the corner of his lips.

"Young man. One can beat ten, and indeed has the proud capital." The maintenance man has a sharp tone, like a bloodthirsty beast. "Maybe hitting and killing people are completely different things. When I was as young as you, one could hit fifty. On average, I could knock down one every two seconds."

After that, the maintenance worker didn't waste any more time.

He has been in the house for more than three minutes. This is prime time. He must make a quick decision and then leave quietly.

Not going for five minutes is a taboo.

If you don't leave for ten minutes, from the analysis of over 100 tasks in the industry, there is a 60% chance that you will not be able to leave.

A maintenance worker has been in the industry for ten years, and every time he performs a task, he will strictly control the time to minimize the risk.

Whoosh!

The sharp dagger pierced Chu Yun's heart without warning.

He is a killer, his shots are not fancy or show off skills.

What he pursues is a fatal blow, killing the prey with the least risk.

This blow, he is bound to win!

However, he failed.

When the dagger in his hand was less than five centimeters from Chu Yun's heart, his movements stopped abruptly.

The maintenance workers are not slow in their actions, even so fast that they are hard to distinguish with the naked eye. And in his career for many years, he has always sharpened his shooting speed.

Only by killing people fast enough can they not be killed by others.

But just now, just when his dagger was about to pierce Chu Yun's heart. In less than 1.5 seconds before and after, Chu Yun crushed the teacup and cut through the maintenance worker's throat with broken pieces of porcelain.

The maintenance worker stopped immediately when he felt his throat cool.

His pupils contracted and looked at Chu Yun inconceivably. The other hand also quickly covered the bleeding throat.

"Can you tell me now?" Chu Yun put down the blood-stained tiles, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of Pu'er. "Who sent you here?"

There are many possibilities behind the scenes. Such as Han Jin, such as Qin Zhenghao, such as the lame Lin Feng. For example, the man who stands high on the street, but can't wait for Chu Yun to lie down on the street.

The maintenance man took two steps backwards. The dagger in his hand has also been put away.

After this panic, the maintenance worker confirmed one thing. He was unable to hunt Chu Yun, and he didn't even have the qualifications to pose a basic threat.

In fact, with his throat cut, he has lost his combat effectiveness.

But what made him wonder was why he had cut his throat, but he didn't feel suffocated, and he didn't spit out blood.

What is Chu Yun's technique? What did he do to his neck?

"No." The maintenance worker moved towards the door.

He bends slightly, like a wounded beast. His eyes flickered, looking for an opportunity to escape.

"You are really very professional, you would rather die than betray your employer." Chu Yun lighted a cigarette and opened his thin lips slightly.

"You may not kill me." The maintenance worker moved backward. "If I want to go."

"Go?" Chu Yun smiled.

The smile was like a demon, and his eyes showed a cruel cold light: "You are already a corpse, where can you go?"

The maintenance worker's heart sank~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He thought that Chu Yun was going to kill the killer, and he was even ready to defend.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yun still sat on the sofa without moving.

But finally, there was a chill in his throat.

The sticky blood also broke through the skin and mucous membranes and rolled out.

"How is this going…"

The maintenance worker glanced at the blood-stained palm from his neck, his scalp was numb.

"Why don't you tell me who your employer is?" Chu Yun took a cigarette. "Maybe I'll be soft-hearted and call an ambulance for you."

"Do you know how?" the maintenance man said softly.

The fear of death made him no longer tough.

"No." Chu Yun shook his head. "I lied to you."

The maintenance worker was furious, and the wound in his throat was enlarged because of the tightness of his muscles.